Chapter 671: Destruction
The fourth senior brother led the two of them through the winding mountain path. The journey was surprisingly quiet and nothing unexpected happened.
It was true that Yun Qingqing had just used the "Qi Men Dun Jia" so casually that he had to be cautious.
Yun Qingqing seemed to be looking around casually, but in fact, she had the entire Tianyi Sect in her sight.
There are weeds growing on both sides of the mottled stone steps, and several dilapidated palaces are hidden among the ancient trees. The wind chimes on the eaves are rusty and can no longer make their crisp sounds.
Occasionally, a disciple passed by, but they were all in a hurry with a somewhat tired look on their faces.
None of their cultivation was worthy of my attention.
"Senior..." Feng Yin lowered his voice, hesitating to speak.
Yun Qingqing shook her head slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.
This place is even more dilapidated than she had imagined, and there is no trace of the once powerful top sect.
If it weren't for the fact that she had repaired the mountain protection formation with her own hands, she would never have believed that this was really the place where she had once been a master.
"arrive."
The fourth brother stopped in front of a relatively intact hall and said in a stiff tone:
"Please wait a moment. I will go and invite the senior brother."
After he left, Jiang Ping also ran to make tea. Feng Yin couldn't help but whispered:
"Isn't this sect too shabby? It doesn't even have a decent ban..."
Yun Qingqing did not respond, her eyes fell on the crumbling plaque on the lintel of the main hall.
The four characters "Tianyi Main Hall" have faded to the point where they are almost indistinguishable, but the sharp sword intent between the strokes of the pen can still be vaguely discerned.
Yun Qingqing could clearly see the original appearance of the handwriting even with her eyes closed.
It was written by her senior brother Moro himself.
Yun Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes, as if thinking about something.
She thought of Bai Fengdu, the shy girl from the underworld who said that the master who taught her the skills of the underworld was Mara.
The sound of footsteps interrupted her thoughts.
The young man in a green robe walked out quickly, followed by the fourth senior brother.
"I am Lin Xiuzhu, a senior disciple of Tianyi Sect. I didn't know that a distinguished guest from Qixing Palace had arrived. I hope you can forgive me for failing to welcome him." The man bowed, his attitude was polite but not humble.
Feng Yin, though of a casual disposition, was always courteous and considerate, returning the greeting with a common bow.
Yun Qingqing just nodded slightly and looked at the person in front of her.
This man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with clear features and a calm demeanor in his every move.
It's a pity that his cultivation level is just at the late stage of Qi training.
In the Seven Stars Palace, this person wouldn't even be ranked among the outer disciples.
If Xiao Changheng faced this man, he wouldn't even need the Xuanyu Sword and armor.
Yun Qingqing felt inexplicably blocked in her heart and her expression was gloomy.
But she did not treat them with the courtesy of an equal from the beginning, which was seen as really arrogant in the eyes of the people in Tianyi Sect.
Lin Xiuzhu's eyebrows dimmed a little, and his tone was not as polite as before. He said in a calm voice:
"I heard that you two insisted on breaking into the gate of our Tianyi Sect, saying that you wanted to see the Sect Master. I wonder what you want to do?"
Yun Qingqing collected his thoughts, remained silent for a moment, and then said:
"There is a ghost cultivator infiltrating your sect."
Her voice was not loud, but it was like a bolt from the blue, and everyone present changed their expressions.
The fourth senior brother took half a step back, his face pale.
Lin Xiuzhu also took a breath and was speechless for a moment.
In fact, Yun Qingqing had already confirmed the existence of the ghost cultivators when she entered the mountain gate and walked to the main hall. Just as she had found out in the Valley of Strange Beasts in Changliu Mountain, it was true.
In that case, there's no need to beat around the bush there.
Lin Xiuzhu finally calmed down and said in a cold voice:
"Fellow Daoist, be careful with your words!"
"Although our Tianyi Middle School is small, it is also a righteous heritage. Why are you making such an unfounded accusation?"
Yun Qingqing was about to explain the whole story when the fourth senior brother suddenly slammed the table, causing the teacups to clink.
"Although our Tianyi Sect is not as powerful as the Seven Stars Palace, it also has an orderly inheritance. How could we allow ghost cultivators to sneak in? Are you guys lying like this? Are you obviously here to bully us?"
"Junior Brother Zhou!" Lin Xiuzhu stopped him in a stern voice.
When he turned to Yun Qingqing, his tone was a little slower but firm:
"The matter of ghost cultivation is of great importance. We cannot make a conclusion based on your words. Do you have any evidence to prove your statement?"
Yun Qingqing lowered her eyes for a moment, raised her hand and made a gesture. A point of white light appeared on her fingertips and dotted on her forehead. Under the surprised gazes of everyone, strands of white light slowly emerged, and finally gathered into a ball on her fingertips.
"Words are not enough, it's a bit difficult to explain, this is my memory, you can read it for yourself."
Yun Qingqing raised her hand, and the ball of white light unfolded a light curtain in the air.
The memory of her interrogating the ghost cultivator's soul in the Valley of Strange Beasts was displayed to everyone exactly as it was.
An extremely shrill howl resounded throughout the hall, making the hairs of everyone present stand on end.
Uh... the interception point is a bit early. This is the part where she forcibly pulls out the ghost cultivator's soul.
Yun Qingqing looked at the horrified eyes of several people, coughed lightly, raised her hand and gently moved it, and the screen fast-forwarded to the stage of examining the ghost cultivator's memory.
Even Feng Yin saw for the first time with his own eyes how his uncle Cuiying was possessed by a ghost cultivator, tortured to the point of being extremely weak, and gradually replaced by Gui Xiu.
His expression became much more serious.
After the incident with Master Cuiying, the screen shows the ghost cultivator receiving a message from his accomplice:
After quickly destroying the ancient barrier, he rushed to Tianyi Sect to join forces and seize the secret treasure.
The picture stopped abruptly.
The scene was dead silent.
Yun Qingqing clearly saw that the moment the message of "seizing the secret treasure" appeared, Lin Xiuzhu's face immediately changed.
She was thinking about what the secret treasure meant. If one took out something from the warehouse based on the foundation of Tianyi Sect in the past and put it in today's world, it would be considered a secret treasure for a small sect.
But as she walked along, she looked around with her spiritual eyes and could not see any traces of any magical tools or treasures left here.
There is one place that is...very weird.
She was secretly planning, Feng Yin broke the silence at the scene, looked at the two stunned people and snorted coldly:
"You've seen the evidence, so you can cooperate now, right?"
Lin Xiuzhu's face turned pale and he looked a little lost.
But the fourth senior brother of Tianyi Sect surnamed Zhou suddenly said:
"Evidence? That may not be the case!"
Feng Yin glared, thinking that the other party was unreasonable:
"Brother, are your eyes okay? Senior Yun has it all so clearly in his memory, and you still say that this is not evidence? Are you going to lie with your eyes wide open?"
Senior Brother Zhou looked at him coldly:
"It's still unknown who is lying! This so-called memory was taken out by her herself, how can you prove that it is her real memory? Who knows if she prepared it in advance by some means!"
Feng Yin was almost speechless:
"Open your dog eyes and look, that is the magic of searching the gods! The magic of searching the gods! If you don't understand it, then learn it carefully. Find a great master of the Xuanmen sect and see if you can fake the magic of searching the gods!"
The surname Zhou showed no sign of weakness:
"Okay! Then leave this so-called memory here until we can verify it! Before that, please be careful with your words. I am going to say anything about my Tianyi Sect without confirmation!"
"What the hell?" Feng Yin said angrily, "Take it to prove it. How long do you plan to prove it? Are we waiting for you here? I am a living witness right here. Doesn't it prove the problem? The Master Cuiying you saw in front is my uncle! I watched the ghost cultivator run out of his body with my own eyes. If it weren't for Senior Yun's rescue, Uncle Cuiying would have..."
"Wait a minute!" Zhou suddenly shouted, as if he had discovered some loophole. He looked at him and sneered, "Aren't you a disciple of the Seven Stars Hall? But the Cuiying Zhenren in the picture just now is clearly an elder of Changliu Mountain!"
"If what you said is true, then why did you pretend to be someone from the Seven Star Point?"
Feng Yin really didn't expect that he would suddenly seize on this point and made a fuss, and he was unable to react for a moment.
When the disciple named Zhou saw that he was stuck, he immediately snorted and turned to look at Lin Xiuzhu:
"Big Brother, don't you understand yet? These two people have strange origins and unknown identities. They have also prepared so-called evidence that seems to be irrefutable, but in fact it can't stand up to promotion. It's obvious that they are here for the secret treasure of our Tianyi Sect!"
Lin Xiuzhu had been listening to the quarrel between the two with an uncertain expression on his face. When he heard the disciple named Zhou mention the secret treasure again, his face finally darkened.
"You two are not welcome here, please go back!"
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